Let Go - Minsung

𝙩 𝙬 𝙚 𝙣 𝙩 𝙮 𝙚 𝙞 𝙜 𝙝 𝙩

what's happening?

minho??

i can't move...

something's wrong

why isn't my mouth moving?

i'm talking but nothing's coming out.

c-can't feel my body...

all i can see is black..

where is minho?!

i tried to yell but nothing came out.

SOMEONE HELP ME!

i screamed in agony. 

it smells like.. a hospital?

i remember what it smells like from when i had tried to... nevermind.

god, my head hurts so bad..

i need minho...

i kept trying to kick my feet, move my arms, just trying to move anything really.

but i couldn't.

it's like i'm.. dying?

what's happening? i'm confused.

i started to hear a faint beeping sound.

a heart monitor?

whatever those things are called..

beep.... beep.. beep...

i heard it starting to beep faster.

am i the one on the monitor?

what's wrong?

that's when i heard a familiar voice.

"it's okay, jisungie.. i'm here." he said.

'jisungie'... it's minho..!

i tried to yell for him, but i couldn't.

"i-i.." i managed to croak out, but it was very faint.

i began to feel someone's hand holding mine.

minho?

i was so confused as to what was happening. am i in a hospital? what happened?

i started trying to move my fingers.

after a few seconds, i managed to move my pinky finger up a little bit.

it worked! i can move it..!

"m-m.." i tried to speak, but my mouth wasn't cooperating.

"shh.. it's okay. don't speak." i heard minho say softly.

it's hard to breathe..

my lungs hurt so bad. it felt like someone had put a thousand pounds on my chest.

god, my chest hurts so bad..

i heard more footsteps come into the room. then, some talking came along after.

what are they talking about?

i can hear someone crying..

is it minho that's crying?

"p-ple..-" i choked on my words. it's too hard to breathe.

i heard the sniffles stop, and minho's hand was back on mine.

i could feel his hand holding mine, but very gently.

"i-it's gonna be okay, jisungie.." i heard him sniffle.

i still can't see anything. it's all black.

i want to see minho.

i could hear someone say a word that starts with "pneu."

a doctor?

i started to wiggle my toes. it worked!

i tried to move my head, but a gentle hand stopped me from doing it.

ow.. my head hurts so bad...

"he has pneumothorax. it's gonna take a while to recover from.." i heard the voice trail off.

a collapsed lung?

oh no.

"jisung will need to stay in the hospital for a week longer.." the voice trailed off again.

i really didn't want to stay here any longer.

how long have i been here?

"jisung has a serious head injury. he may have forgotten what had happened, and there is a chance his memory will be a bit funky."

but.. i can remember!

get me out..

"jisung will need to be on this IV for the rest of his time here, and his wounds were already stitched up."

stitches?

did johnny.. assault me?

i'm so confused.

"jisung's collapsed lung can be treated easily, but we're not sure about his head injury. along with his few fractured ribs, he will be in a lot of pain." the voiced paused. "this is jisung's pain medication he will be on when he leaves the hospital." the voice said. i heard the sound of a pill bottle.

"i-i.. m.. o-okay.." i coughed out. it was so hard to speak.

"sh.. don't talk, baby. it's gonna be okay." i felt minho squeeze my hand a little.

i tried to open my eyes again. i managed to get them open a little.

just.. a little... more

i did it!

i got my eyes open all the way, but it was so blurry. i saw 4 figures in the room.

i blinked a few times more. my vision got clearer the more i blinked.

i can see!

i saw minho, taehyung, jungkook, and a doctor in the room.

taehyung and gguk were sitting in two chairs across from me, and minho was sitting next to me in a chair, holding my hand.

god, i love him.

"m..min.." i tried to speak.

"stop talking, jisungie.. it will be okay." he tried re-assuring me.

but i want to talk!

i want to talk to min..

i just want to be in his arms.

i could hear taehyung sniffle. i saw him being held tightly but jungkook, hugging him.

"johnny is now in jail, so you won't have to worry about him." i heard the doctor say as he read through the papers he had on a clipboard.

i drifted off again.

i tried to hard to not.

then, it went black again.